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I'rontis. Vol. IT 



THE 

PISNY PIRATES 

BY 

FLO ^ANCESTER 


ILLUSTRATIONS BY 

THOMAS MAYBANK 


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THE FEAST OF THE PIGMIES 


^ You will all love this story of the Pigmy Pi- 
rates, in which Don and Flip-Flap have strange 
and exciting adventures* 

T he Pigmy Pirates were holding their great 
Spring Feast to welcome back the flowers, 
and the birds, who wandered in wonderful, 
far-away countries, until the Sun brought 
them back to Pigmie when winter was ended. They 
were troubled, for the Humming-birds had not ar- 
rived. 

‘We must delay the feast,” said the Pirate Chief. 
But just then, with a rushing of wings, the Hum- 
ming-birds came flying in, making a rainbow of 
beautiful colors. 

“Ho, Birds of Beauty, you are full late for the 
feast,” cried the Chief. 

“We could scarcely tear ourselves away,” they an- 
swered. “We have been to the land of the Oojahs, 
where wonder things happen every day — the land 
of Flip-Flap, the magic elephant, and Hum-Jum- 


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Jarum, his Little Oojah, You think Hullaballoo, 
your king, is a marvel, yet what is he, after all? You 
only chose him for his mighty voice. Flip-Flap has 
a voice thirty times as big. Hullaballoo can do noth- 
ing but give orders, and take all the good things you 
give him.” 

“That’s so,” agreed the Chief. 

“Flip-Flap and Hum- Jum- Jarum are always do- 
ing things for other people,” the birds continued. 
“We had nothing but excitements all the time in 
Oojah Land. We wept feathers all the way home 
to think we had to leave. But Sunface bade us re- 
turn to Pigmie, so here we are.” 

“Taste our good Dandelion Dumplings, our Prim- 
rose Pancakes and Curried Crocuses,” begged the 
Pigmies. 

The Humming-birds turned up their noses at 
them. 

“We tasted the Great Oojah’s chocolate cigarettes 
at his feast,” they said, “and your Primrose Pan- 
cakes and Buttercup Buns are common after that.” 

Then the Pigmies left their plantain-leaf plates 
and sat around the great bowl of cowslip wine and 
held a solemn pow-wow. 

“The Humming-birds speak truly,” the Chief 
said. “Hullaballoo grows more stupid and selfish 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


3 


every day. Only yesterday he demanded a Snow- 
drop Pudding, and the last snowdrops of Spring 
went to his cook.” 

‘Tet’s go on strike!” shouted all the Pigmies. ‘We 
won’t have Hullaballoo for our king any more.” 

“But we must have some sort of king,” the Chief 
declared. 

“Fetch the Great Oojah, then,” suggested the 
Humming-birds. 

The Pigmies jumped up so quickly that half of 
them tumbled into the bowl of cowslip-wine. 

“We will!” the Pigmies cried. “We’ll have the 
Great Oojahs here to rule over us, as surely as daisies 
and buttercups grow. We’ll sail right away on our 
pirate ship and we’ll kidnap them bothl” 


DON MEETS A PIGMY PIRATE 


The Humming-birds who have been visiting 
Oojah Land return to Pigmie with wonderful 
tales of the Great Oojah and Hum-Jum-Ja- 
rum. The Pigmies decide to kidnap Don and 
Flip-Flap, and bring them to Pigmie, to rule 
over them in place of their own King Hulla- 
balloo, of whom they are tired. Now read on. 


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Don. “Whatever is 

this?” 

Strolling out of the wood came a 
tiny figure clad in curious garments. 
He doffed his hat, with its long sweeping feather, 
and came to meet the Little Oojah. 

“Hum-Jum-Jarum,” he said, “did you know there 
was a treasure cave in Oojah Land that none has 
ever seen?” 

“No,” answered Don. “Do show it me, please.” 

“I will,” the Pigmy promised. “But what about 
the Great Oojah?” 

Don hurried home to the Palace. 

“Here’s adventures, Flip-Flap,” he cried. “I’ve 
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met a teeny weeny man who is waiting to show as a 
Treasure Cave this very minute.” 

Flip-Flap sat up in bed, for it was his after-din- 
ner nap time. 

^T’ll come as I am, then,” he said. ‘‘These paja- 
mas are much more comfortable than my crown and 
overcoat. I’ll keep them on — but where’s my top- 
hat?” 

Hurrying off, they soon reached the wood where 
the Pigmy awaited them. He led them to a big 
brown rock down by the sea. At one end was an 
opening which led into the cave. Don could have 
got in quite easily, but when Flip-Flap put in his 
head it stuck fast. 

“Jimininy-jumpkins,” he groaned. “Trouble 
again ! Do say. Hum- J um- J arum. What can I do ?” 

“Pull hard,” said Don, taking hold of Flip-Flap’s 
tail. 

“But I’m afraid,” said Flip-Flap. “S’pose my 
head comes off like my trunk did?” 

“Surely the Great Oojah has not forgotten he is a 
magic elephant,” chirped the Sparrow Imp. 

“Oh, yes,” said Flip-Flap, pulling out his head. 
“The fact is, I put my memory away in my best hat- 
box, to keep it clean and tidy. Of course, I’m magic 
a§ magic can be. I’ll stand on my head and spin 


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around three times and repeat the magic word. Let 
go my tail, Hum-Jum, or you will get thrown over- 
board.” 

And in about three times three seconds Don, 
watching with wide-open eyes, saw Flip-Flap begin 
to grow smaller and smaller, until he was just the 
right size to go comfortably into the cave. 

It was very dim inside, in fact so dark they couldn’t 
see where they were going. And then they heard 
the lap-lap of the waves against the walls, and the 
doorway closed with a snap. They were prisoners ! 

And then the cave began to move! 


THE SUN-FISH 


Don and Flip-Flap are invited by a tiny little 
man to come and see a wonderful cave; but 
when they get inside the cave begins to move. 

Now read on. 

D on wondered what was happening when 
the cave began to move. Suddenly colored 
fairy lights shone out all round them. Flip- 
Flap sat down on an immense cushion of 
rose-colored silk, and Don sat on another cushion. 

Then out from the corners of the cavern appeared 
the Pigmy Pirates, with swords and pistols stuck in 
their belts. They bowed low, first to Flip-Flap, and 
then to Don. 

^‘Oh, Great Grandees,” they said. ‘‘We are the 
Pirates of Pigmie, and we want to carry you away 
to our Kingdom, where you shall be the greatest of 
the great, and rule over the Pigmy people for two 
times ever.” 

“This cave is ours,” the Pigmy Chief explained. 
“It brought us all the way from Pigmie, and waited 
while we kidnapped you both. It is a giant Sun- 
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Fish, the largest of the Pigmy Dark Ships. Do be 
our king. You’ll be greater than ever you were be- 
fore. Come with us — but promise to stay. If you 
won’t, you must be prisoners until you* are willing to 
rule us, for we are tired of noisy, old Hullaballoo, 
and we shall keep you till you are willing. Do come 
— we’ll make you so happy you won’t want to leave 
us I” 

But Flip-Flap wept big tears that rolled down.the 
sides of his face like young rivers. 

‘‘Don’t cry. Great Oojah,” said Don. “It will be 
great fun. We shall see a new land, and these funny 
little people look very kind.” 

Flip-Flap only cried harder. 

“What shall I do without my chocolate ciga- 
rettes?” he sobbed. “I can’t live without them. It’s 
cruel to take me away from them.” 

The Pigmies wiped his tears away with the cor- 
ners of the crimson carpet. 

“Cry no more, O Great Grandee,” they said. “As 
soon as we land a thousand Sun-Fish shall set out for 
Oojah Land, and bring all your cigarettes for you.” 

“Hurrah!” shouted Flip-Flap. “I’ll come along 
quietly now. I shall make a good king, I know, for 
I have a uniform, a walking-stick, and a new top- 
hat. What more can I want?” 


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The Pirates were so delighted they flung down 
their weapons and clustered about the Great Oojah. 
Climbing up, they sat astride his ears, and on his 
knee, and came sliding down his trunk like joyous 
schoolboys. 

‘‘O Great Grandee, how big you are!” they ex- 
claimed. “We will love you for ever!” 

“What adventures we will have!” said the Pirate 
Chief. “But what will old Hullaballoo do now?” 


SNOOKER, THE KITTEN-CAT 


Don and Flip-Flap are enticed into a cave 
which is really a giant Sun-Fish, which takes 
them away to Pigmie, The Pigmies intend to 
make the two Oojahs their rulers instead of 
King Hullaballoo, Now read on. 


T he King of the Pigmy Pirates sat over his 
breakfast, grumbling. He peeped in the por- 
ridge pot, then flung the cream jug at the 
cook. 

‘Who’s stolen my cream?” he shouted loudly, 
thumping the table so hard he smashed his best cof- 
fee-pot. 

“I should say it was Snooker, the cat,” said the 
cook, bowing low. “He’s very fond of cream, al- 
ways.” 

“So am I!” shouted Hullaballoo. “Snooker, 
Snooker! Come out here and be ^nished. You’ve 
been snooking again!” 

“Only a pot of cream. High Shoutiness,” said 
Snooker. “Just a tiny pot of cream foi: the little 
Kitten-Cat.” 


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Hullaballoo flung his crown at the kitten, who fled 
into a corner. 

“Little king with the big voice — and nothing else,” 
he taunted. “The Pigmies have a secret!” 

“Tell me,” roared the king. 

“Secrets are to be whispered, and you can only 
shout,” smiled Snooker. “But Pll tell if you’ll prom- 
ise not to punish me for drinking your cream.” 

“Tell me first, and perhaps I will,” the king an- 
swered. 

Then the Kitten-Cat came and sat on the table, 
and whispered in his ear. 

“The Pigmies are tired of your noisy voice,” he 
began. “And the Pirates have gone in one of the 
Sun-Fish Ships to bring two wonderful Oojahs home 
to live in this Palace instead of you.” 

“And what should I be doing?” roared Hulla- 
balloo. 

“Maybe you’ll carry cream and shaving-water for 
the Great Oojah,” laughed Snooker, teasingly. 

Hullaballoo became so enraged he chased 
Snooker wildly around the room, until at last the 
cat fled up the chimney, and scrambled right to the 
top. 

And there poor Snooker sat for hours. 

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down from here. It’s ninety-nine miles high, at 
least, and I’ve only got nine lives. I might die nine- 
teen times falling down!” 

At last he was spied by a Pigmy Pirate. 

“Help, help!” he cried. “Snooker the Kitten-Cat 
is in danger!” 

The Pigmies came running up. When they saw 
Snooker perched on the chimney ninety-nine miles 
high they hurried away to find the biggest brown 
butterfly in Pigmie. 

The butterfly flew up to the top of the tall chim- 
ney, and Snooker jumped on his back. Away they 
went, diving swiftly down. 

“Why, there’s the Sun-Fish,” cried Snooker, “back 
from Oojah Land. Perhaps I’ll see the Oojahs!” 

He leaned forward eagerly, but lost his balance. 
Giving a frightened cry, he tumbled off the butter- 
fly’s back, and down he fell. 


FLIP-FLAP RESCUES SNOOKER 


Flip-Flap and Don are kidnapped by the Pig- 
mies, who want them to rule over them in 
place of King Hullaballoo, of whom they are 
tired. The two Oojahs arrive in a Sun-Fish 
Ship. Now read on. 

W HEN the Sun-Fish Ship reached Pigmie, 
the door swung open, and Don and Flip- 
Flap walked out high and dry on the 
coral shore. They arrived just in time 
to see Snooker, the Kitten-Cat, fall splash into the 
sea, after his fall off the butterfly’s back. 

‘‘Stand aside!” shouted Flip-Flap. “Just hold 
my hat, and I’ll soon have him out.” 

Dipping his trunk deep into the sea where Snoo- 
ker had disappeared, he soon lifted him out, wet and 
shivering, but safe. A cheer brought all the Pig- 
mies rushing to the shore. 

“The Great Oojahs have arrived,” they were told. 
“And the first thing the Big Oojah did was to put 
his nose in the water and save Snooker’s life. We 
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“Do you know what it feels like to be tickled by hundreds of 

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will take them in state to the Palace, and throw old 
Hullaballoo into the dustbin.” 

They brought the State Coach out, but the Pig- 
mies stood in dismay, for it was so small Flip-Flap 
could only get one foot inside. 

“Never mind, I’ll walk,” said Flip-Flap. “IVe 
got my top-hat and my walking-stick. Any king can 
have a coach. How do you like my pajamas? 

“But I must have a bath after such a long voy- 
age,” he continued. “Bring me the bath and the 
towels, and my scented soap and my tooth-powder, 
and my looking-glass.” 

The Pigmies ran to obey. But they would not let 
him wash himself. 

“Never will we let you work like that, O Great 
Grandee,” they said. 

“You have saved Snooker’s life already, and done 
more than Hullaballoo ever did in all his life.” 

They fetched their biggest bath, but it was ten 
times ten too small, so they brought out all the wash- 
ing-tubs in Pigmie. 

Flip-Flap stood in four of them, while the Pig- 
mies, climbing up his legs, sat on his back and rubbed 
him, and scrubbed him, and cleaned his teeth, and 
patted his ears. 

Flip-Flap turned to Don with a twinkle in his eye. 


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“These people are too kind,” he said. “Do you 
know what it feels like to be tickled by hundreds of 
ants?” 

“I sat on an ant-hill once,” laughed Don. 

“That’s it,” smiled the Oojah. And quietly filling 
up his trunk with water, he raised it up, and sent the 
water squirting out, washing the Pigmies off, and 
rolling them topsy-turvy on to the ground. 


HULLABALLOO GETS THE WORST OF IT 


Don and Flip-Flap are taken to Pigmie, where 
the Pigmies turn out their old kingt Hulla- 
balloo, and make the two Oojahs their rulers. 

Now read on, 

W HEN Hullaballoo found himself turned 
out of the Palace and Flip-Flap made 
king he was in a fix. But no one took any 
notice of him. He sat on the dust-heap, 
twirling his thumbs and wondering what he could 
do to the Oojahs, when the Raven Bogie appeared. 

‘‘Hullo! How do you like dust-heaps after Pal- 
aces?” asked the Raven Bogie. 

“I’ll make them sorry they brought their magic 
elephants here,” shouted Hullaballoo. 

The Raven Bogie laughed. 

“You were always good at boasting,” he said. 
“How will you do it?” 

The old king twirled his thumbs faster than ever, 
but said nothing. 

“I knew you couldn’t do anything!” the Raven 
Bogie said, and laughed. “But listen to me. I have 
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my eye on these two Oojahs. Flip-Flap is nothing 
but a silly old elephant, and Hum-Jum-Jarum is but 
a little boy, after all. Listen — the Great Oojah has 
a mended trunk. It’s only stuck together with glue. 
Steal that away from him and he will be like a great 
baby. The Pigmies will soon cry out for their old 
king then.” 

So the Raven Bogie and Hullaballoo plotted and 
planned against Flip-Flap, little knowing Snooker 
was round the corner listening with all his might. 
Then off he scampered to find Flip-Flap to warn 
him, for he worshipped the Great Oojah, who had 
saved him from the sea. 

‘^After my dear trunk, are they?” exclaimed Flip- 
Flap. ^What shall I do, darling Hum-Jum-Jarum? 
Tell me, quick!” 

So Don and Snooker and the Sparrow Imp put 
their heads together, while Flip-Flap sighed and 
nursed his trunk. At last they laid him down in 
his striped pajamas, and poured thick glue over his 
trunk, and he pretended to sleep. Soon Hullaballoo 
and his son came stealing up with a long two-handed 
saw. Directly they laid it across Flip-Flap’s trunk 
the saw stuck fast, and Flip-Flap jumped up. 

Hullaballoo and his son were indeed in a pretty 
plight now. All the Pigmies were beside them- 


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selves with mirth when they •saw Flip-Flap march- 
ing about, his trunk hoisted high in the air, and the 
two Hullaballoos hanging on to the saw for dear 
life, too frightened even to shout. 

At last the Oojah grew weary of his sport, and 
with a contemptuous toss he threw them over the 
heads of the Pigmies, landing them ever so far into 
Tumble-down Land. 


THE STATE UMBRELLA 


When Flip-Flap and Don become the rulers of 
the Pigmies, old King Hullaballoo — who had 
been turned out — and his son try to cut off the 
Great Oojah's trunk; but Flip-Flap tosses them 
into Tumble-down Land, Now read on. 

A fter FHp-Flap tossed the two Hullabal- 
loos into Tumble-down Land the Pigmies 
led him in triumph to the palace. 

^This is even better than Oojah Land,” 
chuckled Flip-Flap. ‘T’m growing a bigger Oojah 
every day.” 

But next morning he arrived down to breakfast 
with a dreary face. 

“I wish we had stayed at home, Hum-Jum-Ja- 
rum,” he moaned. 

“Whatever for?” Don asked. 

The elephant shook his head dismally. 

“I don’t feel well,” he complained. “My head 
aches dreadfully. I am afraid my brain is melting 
in this hot sunshine. I shan’t go out to-day. I’m 
the only Great Oojah there is, and I must take care 
of myself.” 


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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


Snooker jumped from the table, where he had 
been helping himself to cream, and crept softly away. 

want another cup of coffee, extra hot and 
strong, for my poor head,” sighed the Great Oojah. 

Don looked around, but there wasn’t a Pigmy ser- 
vant to be seen. 

“They’ve all gone away,” he said. “I do hope we 
haven’t offended them, Oojah dear.” 

“I can’t help it,” Flip-Flap moaned. “This dread- 
ful sun of theirs is scorching me up.” 

He laid his head down on the table and closed his 
eyes. 

“Bathe my forehead with hot coffee,” he went on. 
“Perhaps it might make me better. And maybe a 
bite or two from a lump of sugar might refresh me.” 

Don gave him a shake. 

“Oojah, darling,” he whispered. “Don’t go to 
sleep. Wake up and look!” 

Flip-Flap opened his eyes drowsily. 

“Well-I-never, did-you-ever 1” he exclaimed, sit- 
ting bolt upright. 

Into the palace the Pigmies came crowding, car- 
rying carefully something wrapped in silver paper. 
They laid this down and the Pigmy Chief com- 
menced to speak in a hushed voice. 

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gan, “Snooker brought word our sun has made you 
sick. So we bring you our State Umbrella. Use it, 
and save your lovely fat head from a sunstroke.’’ 

Gathering around the Oojah they unfurled a big 
striped umbrella with a golden handle. 

“The very thing!” cried Flip-Flap. “It will just 
go with my pajamas. The mere sight of it has sent 
my headache clean away.” 

“Then we may shout ‘Hurrah’?” asked the Pig- 
mies, anxiously. 

“Shout as loud as you like,” said Don. “I can see 
his headache has gone by the curl of his trunk.” 

“Yes,” agreed Flip-Flap, flourishing the umbrella. 
“And it’s time now we had our State Procession.” 


FLIP-FLAP GOES FISHING 


Flip-Flap and Don are taken to Pigmie to rule 
over the Pigmies. After tossing wicked old 
King Hullaballoo and his son to Tumble-down 
Land, Flip-Flap decides to have a State Pro- 
cession. Now read on. 


iE Grand State Procession was ready to 
start, when Flip-Flap stopped suddenl3^ 



JL “Where’s my top-hat?” he asked. “No 
king can do without that, can he. Little 
Oojah? And I must have some chocolate cigarettes, 
too.” 

They paraded in state under the striped umbrella, 
and Snooker, with brushed-out tail and curled whisk- 
ers, walked proudly between the two Oojahs. And 
so they went round and round their kingdom. 

“Now, we’ll take a half-holiday,” Flip-Flap said, 
when the tour ended. “What will we do, Hum- 
Jum-Jarum?” 

“Anything you like,” Don answered. “Is your 
headache quite gone. Great Oojah?” 

Flip-Flap put up his hand and felt his head* 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


‘T can’t feel it anywhere,” he said. “It seems to 
have dropped off somewhere. But I’d better not 
start thinking — it might bring it back again. What 
shall we do, Snooker, little Kitten-Cat?” 

“Come fishing,” suggested Snooker. “You’ve had 
a glorious time, .Great Oojah. See the pails of love- 
ly ice cream the Pigmies gave you to keep your brain 
cool. A quiet afternoon’s fishing will do you good 
— the sea breezes will blow your bad head away.” 

“Snooker’s pining for fish,” laughed Don. “I can 
see his little game. But what about a fishing-rod?” 

“The State Umbrella, of course!” said Snooker. 

They trotted off to the shore, but half-way down 
the winding path Flip-Flap came to a standstill. 

“If I fish with this umbrella,” he said, “what shall 
I keep the sunny sun off with?” 

“You’ve got your top-hat,” Don reminded him. 

“Not nearly brimmy enough for this weather,” 
said the elephant, solemnly shaking his head. 

“I’ll soon make you comfortable,” said Don. 

So he arranged Flip-Flap’s handkerchief around 
his head, with the hat on top to keep it in place, leav- 
ing the corners to hang like a fringe. 

“Just the thing!” Flip-Flap exclaimed. “And 
now for some fishing!” 

So again and again he leaned over, and, dipping 


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the umbrella into the sea, scooped it up full of fish. 

‘T think it is time that you stopped,” said Don at 
last. ^‘Do look at Snooker. He’s never had so many 
fish in his life before. He’s eaten a fishmonger’s 
shopful already!” 

‘Tresh fish is such a treat,” purred Snooker. “And 
I’ve never had a Great Grandee to fish for me with 
a State Umbrella.” 

“Why, there’s a ship!” cried Don. “And the Pig- 
mies are running in hundreds! Whatever is the mat- 
ter?” 


JOANNA THE DUCK 

Don and Flip-Flap become the rulers of the 
Pigmies. They are sitting by the sea fishing 
one day with Snooker, the Kitten-Cat, when 
they see a ship in full sail approaching the land. 

Now read on, 

i 4 F I ^HE Pirates are coming home,” explained 
I Snooker, the Kitten-Cat, pointing to a 
JL curly ship in full sail coming over the 
waves. “Let’s go down and meet them.” 
The Great Oojah jumped up in such a hurry his 
hat fell off and went rolling into the water. 

“Now you must fish for your hat,” laughed Snoo- 
ker. 

“Never mind,” said the elephant, hooking it out 
with the handle of his umbrella. “It’s nice and cool 
now.” 

Snooker snatched up a flat-fish to eat on the way, 
and hopped to his favorite seat on Flip-Flap’s head. 
But in his haste he dropped the flabby fish, and it 
slipped down inside the collar of Flip-Flap’s pa- 
jamas. 


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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


‘^Oh, dear!’’ cried the Oojah. “I’ve been and 
caught a dreadful cold. I can feel it running all 
down my back! It’s gone right down to my kneel” 

He tore the leg of his pajamas open, and pulled 
out the flat-fish. 

“Why, it wasn’t a cold; it’s a fish!” cried Don, 
flinging it back into the water. 

“There goes my supper!” said Snooker, regret- 
fully. 

Then up came the Pigmy Chief. 

“Oh, Great Oojah, this is a grand day,” he said. 
“Our brave pirates are returning from a far land. 
They would be honored indeed if you would meet 
them coming ashore. Hullaballoo was always too 
lazy to do this, no matter where they went for him.” 

“Send to the Palace for my big brown box,” or- 
dered Flip-Flap. “I will sit under my royal um- 
brella, and to each pirate I will give a kiss, a pat on 
the head, and a real chocolate cigarette.” 

The Pigmies raised a shout of joy. 

“Something like a king, this is,” said one. 

“There’s only one Great Oojah,” exclaimed Snoo- 
ker, bristling, “and that’s Flip-Flap. There’s only 
one Little Oojah — that’s Hum-Jum-Jarum. And 
there’s only one saucy Snooker — that’s me.” 

They waited eagerly for the pirates to land. 



“Here comes Joanna,” said the Kitten-Cat. 

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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


‘‘Here comes Joanna,” said the Kitten-Cat, as a 
fat, white duck stepped ashore. 

“Is that Joanna the Duck?” Don asked. “What- 
ever do the pirates carry a fat old waddler like that 
for?” 

“That’s Joanna, the Pirates’ Pet,” Snooker ex- 
plained. “She’s the only duck in Pigmie.” 

“There’s the Red Lantern !” cried a Pigmy. “And 
the Red Lantern is never lighted unless something 
great is to happen. Listen!” 

Don heard the murmur of voices rolling like 
waves along the shore. 

“Strange,” said the Pigmy Chief. “What news 
have the Pirates brought?” 


THE PIRATES’ NEWS 


Don and Flip-Flap become rulers of Pigmie. 
They are fishing one day when the Pigmie Pu 
rates return. The Great Oojah receives them 
in state, and the first to land is Joanna, the 
mascot duck. Now read on. 


J OANNA, the Duck, waddled past the two 
Oojahs, followed by the Pirates, and munch- 
ing her chocolate cigarette like the rest. 
‘‘What news, good Pirates?” called the 

Chief. 

“News of a strange island — a place where animals 
sing, and birds and butterflies do all the work: where 
people grow in gardens like Hollyhocks and Roses, 
and wear nothing but Cabbage-leaf Coats and Par- 
sley Pinafores: where Gold and Silver and Rubies 
and Emeralds grow inside the turnips and potatoes. 
The sights we saw sent us home at once.” 

“Are the Pigmy Pirates cowards?” inquired the 
Chief, sternly. 

The Pirates sprang to their feet, Joanna quacking 
angrily. 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


“We came home because we had found such a 
land to pirate,” the Captain explained. “And now 
we have a Great Oojah and a Little Oojah, as well 
as Joanna and Snooker, we mean to do great and 
greater and greatest things. We’ll pirate this island 
and bring our ship home full of treasures.” 

“And I’m coming with you next time,” announced 
Flip-Flap. 

The Pigmies stared in astonishment. 

“Such an Oojah he is!” they cried. “Hullaballoo 
wouldn’t go pirating. He was so afraid of water 
he wouldn’t even wash 1” 

“I know lots of boys like that,” smiled Don. 

All that night the Pirates worked hard, paving 
the deck of the Curly Caravel Ship with brightly 
colored Tile-Fish in honor of their guests. The 
deck looked gay in the morning sunshine, but di- 
rectly the sailors came on board there was confusion. 
When they stepped on deck, the Tile-Fish awoke and 
flapped about everywhere. The Captain lost his 
footing and tumbled headlong. So did the sailors, 
falling over one another as they tried to walk across 
the slippery Tile-Fish. 

“Pitch them all overboard!” shouted the Captain. 

Flip-Flap and Don hunted the palace for their 
best handkerchiefs and toothbrushes, and patched 


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the knee of the torn pajamas. At sunrise they were 
ready. Snooker climbed up on Flip-Flap’s head, 
and the Pigmies gathered to escort them to the shore. 
But when they saw the Curly Caravel they were 
dismayed. 

“I’ll never get on board that bit of a ship,” ex- 
claimed Flip-Flap. 

They had quite forgotten the Great Oojah was 
ever so much bigger than the ship, and he could not 
possibly go on board. 

“I won’t be left behind!” Flip-Flap declared. 
“Whatever shall we do?” 


BUILDING THE RAFT 


After Flip-Flap and Don have been rulers of 
Pigmie for a little while j the Pirates return 
with a tale of a wonderful Treasure Island, 

Flip-Flap decides to go there with them, but is 
too big to get on the boat. Now read on, 

W HEN the Pirates found the Curly Ship 
was too small to carry the Great Oojah 
they were in despair. Joanna the Duck 
waddled about quacking dismally. 
^^Dear, dear! What shall we do?” Flip-Flap kept 
asking. 

‘‘Such a fuss about nothing!” exclaimed Snooker. 
“What’s the matter with a nice raft?” 

“Hurrah!” the Pigmies shouted, and ran to and 
fro collecting planks and boards. 

“How can we fasten them?” asked the Chief. “We 
can’t use nails. They might hurt the Great Oojah’s 
feet. And nails are only for common purposes, too.” 

“Pin them together with Hullaballoo’s gold tie- 
pins,” suggested Snooker. 

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They tried this, but found the pins broke as fast 
as they drove them in. 

“Tie them up with ribbon,” quacked Joanna. 

“And let it be striped to match my pajamas,” Flip- 
Flap added. 

“Why not red ribbon to match the Red Lantern?” 
Don asked. 

“Of course!” said the elephant. “And I can have 
a red ribbon bow under my chin. That would look 
very nice, don’t you think?” 

So they tied the planks together with wide red rib- 
bon. 

“You’ll finish it off with a nice bow and ends, and 
secure it quite safely with sealing-wax, won’t you?” 
asked Flip-Flap anxiously. 

“We’ll do anything for such a Great Oojah,” the 
Pirates declared. 

“I should like to sail on the Curly Ship,” said 
Don. “I do love it so.” 

“Yes, yes, Don. Go on the Curly Caravel, of 
course,” Flip-Flap agreed. 

“And I shall go with the Great Oojah on the raft,” 
said Snooker, rubbing up against his friend. “And 
you’ll not forget to put plenty of cream on board for 
his Oojah’s Highness, will you?” 

The Pirates laughed at the Kitten-Cat. 


36 THE PIGMY PIRATES 


“We know you, Master Snooker,” they cried. 
“You’d drink all the cream in Cowland, if you had 
the chance. No wonder you are so fat!” 

“It’s good for my complexion,” Snooker answered, 
well pleased. 

Then the Captain of the ship and the Pirates 
waited on the deck till Don came on board and Flip- 
Flap got settled on his raft. 

“Unfurl the sails!” the Captain ordered. 

And so, with a long, loud cheer from every one, 
the Caravel put out to sea. 

For a long, long time the Curly Caravel sped gaily 
on. Then little by little the ship slowed down, till 
she came to a stand-still. 

“It’s no use!” cried the Captain, the worry 
wrinkles crinkling up his forehead. “This ship 
won’t sail without a breeze, and the winds have gone 
on strike! We may not get another breeze on this 
sea for three years!” 


FLIP-FLAP GOES TO SEA 


Don and Flip-Flap go with the Pigmy Pirates 
in search of a Treasure Island; but the wind 
gradually drops until the Curly Caravel comes 
to a standstilL Now read on, 

W HEN they heard the Curly Caravel 
might have to wait three years for a 
breeze there was great distress. 

“IVe only chocolate cigarettes enough 
for six weeks!” wailed Flip-Flap. 

“And only fourteen pots of cream on board,” 
sighed Snooker. 

“Don’t you really think we’ll get a breeze?” Don 
asked. 

“It looks as if we mightn’t,” the Captain answered. 
“We’ve never been caught in a calm before. We 
must wait and see.” 

“Wait and starve, you mean!” exclaimed Snooker. 
“Never mind, the Great Oojah can fish, so we shan’t 
hurt much.” 

Day after day the Curly Caravel ship sat in the 
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middle of the sea, waiting for the breeze, which 
never came. And then one morning the Sparrow 
Imp came flying over the water. 

^The sea-gulls brought me news,’’ he said to Don. 
“You always manage to get into trouble if I take a 
little holiday. How silly to sit still like this and do 
nothing! Just ask that many-buttoned Captain 
what’s the matter with the bellows.” 

“What do you mean?” Don asked. 

“Never mind. Ask him, that’s all,” the Sparrow 
Imp repeated. 

Don hurried to the Captain. 

“What’s the matter with the bellows?” he asked. 

The Captain threw back his cloak, and tossing his 
hat in the air caught it again on his thumb. 

“What geese we are!” he cried. “Joanna, you 
should have known better than this!” 

“ ’Tisn’t my fault,” Joanna the Duck replied. 

“Well, anyway, somebody’s got to be blamed for 
this!” said the Captain. “Ahoy there! Fetch along 
the bellows — all of you!” he roared. 

So the sailors brought out many pairs of bellows, 
and sitting in the stern of the ship they puffed as hard 
as they could to blow the ship along. She began to 
move very slowly, but the Captain still looked wor- 
ried. 


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39 


“The bellows should do the trick,” he said. “What 
can be the matter?” 

“You’ve no bellows on the raft,” said the Sparrow 
Imp. 

Then forty hardy sailors climbed on to the raft 
and worked the bellows with all their might into 
Flip-Flap’s umbrella, and in five minutes they were 
sailing gaily onwards. Don ran to the bulwarks to 
speak to Flip-Flap. 

“Isn’t this lovely?” he cried. 

The Great Oojah forgot where he was. Standing 
up on his raft he planted his front feet on the deck of 
the ship. 

“Sit down!” shouted the Captain. 

But the warning was too late, for with a great 
splash the Curly Caravel turned right over, throw- 
ing them all into the sea. 


SAVED BY JOANNA 


Flip-Flap and Don sail away with the Pigmy 
Pirates in search of a Treasure Island, Their 
ship is wrecked, and they are all thrown into 
the sea. Now read on. 

W HEN the Curly Caravel turned over into 
the sea, the raft came all to pieces, and 
Flip-Flap disappeared. The Pirates 
and Hum-Jum-Jarum were all plunging 
about in the water, and the Caravel Ship, now turned 
quite upside-down, drifted away out of sight. 

nice fix we’re in now!” exclaimed the Captain, 
who was clinging to a plank. “There’s nothing can 
save us. I can spy an Island, but it’s too far for us 
to swim there.” 

“There’s always me handy,” said Joanna, with a 
cheerful quack. “You brought me along to help, 
didn’t you?” 

“You don’t call this helping, I hope,” said the 
Captain. 

“A live duck is better than a lost ship,” quacked 
Joanna. 


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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


“Do talk sense!” grumbled the Pirate Chief. 
“What’s the good of a duck in mid-seas?” 

“One duck and a little patience, and you will all 
be saved,” answered Joanna. “Hum-Jum-Jarum 
shall come first. Climb on my back, and stick tight 
— but don’t go choking me — and I will carry you one 
by one to safety.” 

Don did as she told him, and Joanna started the 
long journey, landing him high and dry at last on 
the island they had seen. Time after time she jour- 
neyed out, bringing the Pigmies ashore on her back. 

But Flip-Flap was nowhere to be seen. 

“The Great Oojah must be drowned,” sobbed 
Snooker, who had come in last. “We shall never, 
never, never see him again!” 

“What’s that floating out there?” asked Don. 

“It’s Flip-Flap’s striped pajamas, I declare!” said 
the Look-out, who could see fifteen times farther 
than any of the other Pigmies. 

“Jump on my back, somebody, quick!” cried 
Joanna. “We’ll go out and rescue him.” 

The Captain jumped on, and away they went. 
But, though they scoured the seas, no trace of the 
Great Oojah could they find. They returned, bring- 
ing the striped pajamas with them. 

“If only we had a telescope I’d sail off on Joanna’s 


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back and look down to the bottom of the sea,” said 
the Look-out. ^‘Perhaps he’s fallen down, and is 
waiting to be picked up.” 

^^These pajamas would make a beautiful tele- 
scope,” said Snooker. “Try them.” 

So the Look-out sailed away with Joanna, and, 
standing on her back, he peered through the legs of 
Flip-Flap’s pajamas down into the deep sea. 

“There’s his top-hat, right enough,” he announced. 
“But nothing else! I’m afraid the Great Oojah is 
gone for ever!” 


THE HARD-WORKING DUCK 


Don and Flip-Flap sail away with the Pigmy 
Pirates in search of Treasure Island. The ship 
is wrecked; hut Joanna, the Pet Duck, carried 
them one by one to a deserted coast. Flip-Flap 
disappears in the sea, and cannot be found. 
Now read on. 


T he Pigmy Pirates on the island wept aloud 
when the Look-out brought back word that 
Flip-Flap could not be found, and for two 
whole days they sat bemoaning the fate of 
their magic elephant. Then Snooker sat up and 
stretched himself. 

^‘We shall all starve together soon,” he said. 
^ We’d better go fishing.” 

“There’s nothing here but sharks and whales,” ex- 
plained the Captain. “And we’ve no fish-hooks big 
enough.” 

“Then we must starve,” sighed the Kitten-Cat. 
“There’s nothing here — no birds, no fish, no food, 
no anything.” 



‘IVe finished work for to-day,’* she murmured. 

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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


“YouVe forgotten Joanna,” said the Sparrow Imp. 

“What’s the good of Joanna?” asked Snooker. 
“Roast duck is fine, but we’ve no fire.” 

“Joanna isn’t ever going to be roasted,” said the 
Captain, severely. “When she’s too old to help us, 
we shall keep her under a glass case.” 

“Can’t Joanna lay eggs for you all, stupid ones?” 
asked the Sparrow Imp. 

“That’s it!” shouted the Captain. “Joanna, you’re 
the best bird we ever had. Now’s your chance to 
save our lives again.” 

“How?” inquired the Pet Duck, waddling about 
in perplexity. 

“Lay eggs for us,” said the Captain. “And work 
overtime. Instead of laying one egg a day, work 
harder and lay one for each of us. You’d better start 
right away, for we are all hungry.” 

“What — lay 79 eggs a day!” gasped Joanna. “I 
little thought being the Pirates’ Pet Duck would 
mean such slavery as this! Don’t let anybody come 
anywhere near me now, for if I have to turn out 79 
eggs a day, I shall have no time for talking.” And 
away she waddled to her task. 

Now and again they went to see how she was get- 
ting on, but she quacked them all away. 

“No admittance during business hours!” she said. 


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sharply. “If any one disturbs me, he’ll get no sup- 
per!” 

But at sunset she summoned them with a cheerful 
quack. 

“I’ve finished work for to-day,” she announced. 
And there, laid out in long, neat rows, were the 79 
eggs. 

Then there was a gay old scramble. 

“Let’s cook them in the boiling spring,” said Don. 
“I hope this won’t last long,” complained Joanna. 
“I shall soon need a rest-cure if I have to keep you 
boys going like this every day.” 

“Hallo!” shouted Snooker, standing up on his two 
back legs. “Hallo, I can see something floating in. 
I wonder if it’s Flip-Flap?” 


JOANNA’S MEDAL 


Don and Flip-Flap sail away with the Pigmy 
Pirates in search of a Treasure Island, The 
ship is wrecked; but they all get to a deserted 
shore except Flip-Flap, who cannot be found. 
One day they see something floating towards 
land and think it is the Great Oojah, Now 
read on. 


i CTTT must be Flip-Flap!” shouted Snooker, the 
I Kitten-Cat. “He’s wading after us, and he’s 
JL got his umbrella up to keep the sun off.” 

They clambered over the rocks and ran 
down to the shore, only to find the state umbrella 
washed up by the waves. There was no sign of the 
Great Oojah anywhere. 

“It’s Flip-Flap’s umbrella, right enough,” cried 
Don. “If only it had been Flip-Flap himself!” 

“I wish it was something to eat,” grumbled Joanna. 
“I get very weary, laying 79 eggs a day. I think 
I’ll go to bed. But be sure you call me early if I 
have to go on working again to-morrow.” 

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49 


^‘You’re a hero, Joanna,” said the Captain. “And 
you shall have a medal. I’ll see to that.” 

“I can’t eat medals,” objected Joanna. “And I’d 
sooner have a good dinner than all your silly 
medals.” 

“But they only give medals to heroes,” said Don. 
“My daddy has one at home, and he wouldn’t lose 
it for worlds.” 

“It’s meals I want, not medals,” said Joanna, wear- 
ily. 

Then the Captain unfastened his own medal, and 
hung it around the neck of the pet duck. 

“Just to cheer her up,” he explained. 

But when she had gone he called the Pirates to- 
gether. 

“We can’t live always on Joanna,” he said. “We 
shall have to get away, somehow.” 

“Somehow is anyhow,” retorted Snooker. “I’ll 
tell you. Yesterday, when I was prowling around 
after mice, I saw an enormous bird sitting in a cor- 
ner behind the high cliff. I wonder if we could 
catch it and fly home?” 

“Let’s try,” said Don. 

They stole out very quietly. Snooker leading the 
way on velvet feet. When they reached the spot 
they found to their disappointment that the bird had 


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gone. But it had left behind a tremendously big 

egg. 

“What an egg!” exclaimed Snooker. “It would 
take me ever so long to eat that!” 

“It’s almost as big as the Caravel!” exclaimed the 
Pirate Chief. “I never saw anything like it!” 

“Nor I,” said Don. “Whatever can it be?” 

“I know,” said the ship’s Captain, “for I’ve sailed 
around the world 25 times and a half. It’s an iEpy- 
ornis egg, the biggest any bird ever laid.” 

“Perhaps we could live on it,” suggested Snooker. 
“That would give Joanna a rest.” 

Don threw back his curls and clapped his hands. 
“Why, it’s just what we’re wanting,” he cried. 
“We can cut the shell in two and sail home in it. 
Wouldn’t it make two lovely canoes?” 


THE UMBRELLA SHIP 


Flip-Flap and Don get wrecked with the Pigmy 
Pirates on their way to a Treasure Island. 

They all reach a deserted shore except Flip' 

Flap, who disappears. They find a big egg, 
which they intend to cut in half and sail away 
in. Now read on. 

T he Pigmies were so anxious to sail at sun- 
rise they worked on by moonlight rolling 
the iEpyornis egg down to the beach. Then, 
gathering around, they hacked at it gingerly 
with their jack-knives. 

‘We shall never make the canoes by the time the 
tide rises,” said Don. 

‘We’ll blow it in two with our pistols, then,” said 
the Captain. 

So they picked out thirty-three of their very best 
shots, and with pistols in each hand, and, drawing a 
line right along the shell with the blue pencil he 
always carried behind his ear for an ornament, the 
Captain commanded them to aim at the blue line. 
“Now fire with all your might!” he shouted. 

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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


But as the Pirates fired the pistols turned into pep- 
permint-sticks, and fired off bulls’-eyes and butter- 
scotch drops. 

‘^Real bulls’-eyes!” Don exclaimed, as the Pigmies 
sprang back in alarm. “How lovely! I’ll fill all 
my pockets while I have the chance. Wouldn’t Flip- 
Flap like these! I guess he’s never tasted pepper- 
mints. And such big butter-scotches, too !” 

“Things have gone crazy!” cried the Captain, 
“Our pistols and bullets are mesmerized into stones, 
and the Little Oojah is eating them. He will kill 
himself, and we shall have no Oojah left at all.” 

“Try them,” said Don. “They’re scrumptious!” 

Each of the Pigmies picked up a sweet and cau- 
tiously tasted it. The next minute there was such a 
mad scramble for the butter-scotch and bulls’-eyes 
the egg got smashed to pieces. 

“There goes our egg-shell canoes!” grumbled 
Snooker. 

“Never mind, we’ll try the Great Oojah’s um- 
brella,” said Don. 

“It won’t hold us all,” objected the Chief. “And 
suppose we get wrecked again? It’s unhealthy to 
get your feet wet twice in the same week.” But 
everybody only laughed at him. 

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brella. Jumping in, Snooker perched on top of the 
crooked handle. Next came the Captain and three 
Pigmies. 

‘We’ll send a ship the moment we land,” they 
promised the Pigmies left behind. 

“I thought some one said there wouldn’t be a 
breeze for three years,” remarked Snooker. “Here’s 
a lovely wind coming to blow us straight home.” 

So they sailed away through the sunshine home to 
Pigmie, and the first thing they saw on the shore 
gave them such a surprise Don nearly fell overboard. 
For there, surrounded by Pigmies, wiping his tears 
away with bath towels, sat Flip-Flap, the Great 
Oojah, weeping over his lost Hum-Jum-Jarum. 


FLIP-FLAP AND SNOOKER CHANGE SIZES 


Flip-Flap, Don, and the Pigmy Pirates are 
wrecked at sea, Don and the Pirates are taken 
to a deserted coast by Joanna, the duck, but 
Flip-Flap disappears. However, when Don 
and some of the Pirates return to Pigmie the 
Great Oojah greets them. Now read on, 

W HEN the Great Oojah saw Don and 
Snooker sailing in on his umbrella he 
was at first too amazed to speak. Jump- 
ing up, he overturned all the Pigmies in 
his clumsy haste. 

“Here you are, then. Little Oojah,” he said at last. 
“Safe once more!” 

“Yes, Joanna saved us,” Don explained. 

“But how did you get back, my darling Great 
Oojah?” purred Snooker, rubbing against his friend. 
Flip-Flap laughed gaily. 

“When the raft went to pieces,” he explained, “I 
began falling down through the sea. Every time I 
shouted for help I was nearly choked with bucket- 
fuls of salt water. There was nobody to help me, 



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and I was afraid the water would wash my dear 
trunk away. I was nearly down to the bottom of the 
sea when I heard a rude porpoise say, What a fool- 
ish old thing to go on drowning when he’s a magic 
elephant!’ You see I’d clean forgotten I was magic. 
So then I just did a magic and got home, that’s all.” 

“Oh, wonderful Oojah!” exclaimed the Pigmies. 
“How three times glad we are to have you back. But 
oh! to think we have lost our beautiful ship!” And 
sitting in a row they dropped silent tears of grief for 
their pretty sailing ship, the only Curly Caravel they 
had. 

“It’s silly to cry — just over a ship!” said Snooker. 
“The Great Oojah might magic it back if you treat 
him particularly well. Don’t you think it’s time he 
had some cream?” 

“Cheer up, poor little dears,” consoled Flip-Flap. 
“Some day, if I don’t forget, maybe I’ll magic your 
Caravel home again. Won’t some one keep remind- 
ing me I’m magic?” he pleaded. “I’ve such a ter- 
rible forgettery, you know.” 

“I’ll remind you, Oojah, dear,” said Snooker. 
“Couldn’t you magic some cream for me right now? 
If I was a big elephant I’d put my trunk through 
the dairy windows and help myself from the cream 
pans,” 


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57 


sooner be small like you,” sighed Flip-Flap. 
^^Nobody ever nurses me. I often wish Hum-Jum- 
Jarum could carry me about as he does you.” 

^‘Change places, then,” suggested Snooker. “You 
are magic. Why don’t you?” 

“So I will!” cried Flip-Flap. “Shut your eyes, 
everybody. I am the Great Oojah, and when I speak 
everybody must obey. You mustn’t even breathe if 
I say not. Shut your eyes 1” 

Don shut his eyes tightly, and held his breathe. 
What was happening? Was Snooker growing big? 
Was Flip-Flap growing small? 


FLIP-FLAP’S SECRET 


Flip-Flap decides to work a magic and change 
places with Snooker, so he tells Don and the 
Pirates to shut their eyes. They do so, and 
wonder what is happening. Now read on. 

D on and the Pigmies kept their eyes shut as 
tight as they possibly could. Standing on 
tip-toe with excitement, it seemed hours be- 
fore a little voice they hardly knew for 
Flip-Flap’s called out: 

^‘You can open your eyes, now. It’s finished.” 
And there stood a huge cat, smiling down at a tiny 
elephant. 

“Oh, my dear Oojah!” Don exclaimed. “^Vhat- 
ever’s happened?” 

^‘It’s all right, Don,” said the little elephant. 
‘^Snooker and I have exchanged sizes!” 

And so they had. Still Snooker was not satisfied. 
‘‘But I wanted your trunk,” he complained. 
“And I wanted your lovely fur coat for next win- 
ter,” retorted Flip-Flap. And indeed no one was 
pleased at the change. 


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“Flip-Flap was shocked at the picture he saw’' 


Chao. XIII, Vol. II 



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By dinner-time the Pigmies began to look blue, for 
Snooker had smashed every dairy window in Pig- 
mie, and stolen all their cream. By tea-time they 
looked very, very blue, for Flip-Flap was not used 
to getting out of people’s way, and had got his feet 
and tail and trunk so trodden on that Don had to 
bandage him up and wheel him around in a doll’s 
perambulator. 

‘T do wish you’d change into your proper size 
again,” Don said. “Here’s Snooker frightening 
everybody, and I’ve got to turn nurse-maid for you. 
It takes all my time to keep you tucked in.” 

“Yes, do change back into the Oojah we know,” 
echoed the Pigmies. 

Don gave him a mirror. 

“Look at yourself, Flip-Flap,” he said. “You’re 
not the Great Oojah any longer. You’re only a Pig- 
my elephant now.” 

Flip-Flap was shocked at the picture he saw. 

“Why, I’ve done a worse blunder than ever!” he 
cried, wriggling out of the perambulator. 

“Shut all your eyes this minute,” he ordered, and 
in one twink he worked another magic, and Snooker 
and he were back to their right sizes. The Pigmies 
breathed such a sigh of content it blew showers of 
pink blossoms down from the almond trees. 


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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


That night when Pigmy bed-time had sent every- 
body to sleep Flip-Flap opened his door and peered 
cautiously out. 

“Fve a secret to tell you, Hum-Jum-Jarum,” he 
whispered. “Get in this dark cubby cupboard, and 
I’ll tell you.” 

Don grew excited. 

“Are you going to tell how you magic?” he asked, 
eagerly.* 

“If you tell magic you lose it,” answered Flip- 
Flap, shaking his head. “No, it’s this. Let’s give 
the Pigmies a bumping surprise. What about you 
and I and Snooker going pirating all by ourselves?” 


THE FIVE CANOES 


When Flip-Flap, Don, Snooker, and some of 
his Pigmy Pirates get back to Pigmie, Flip-Flap 
calls Don and tells him of an idea he has that 
they should go ^'pirating** on their own. Now 
read on. 

W HILE Flip-Flap was whispering the 
door was pushed open gently, and in 
walked Snooker. 

I have to go and take care of you 
on this pirating journey you’ll have to tell me all 
about it,” he said. 

“You’ve been listening, Kitten-Cat,” accused Don. 
“Of course I have. When people get into dark 
cupboards I smell mischief. I’ve a sharp nose for 
secrets, I can tell you. When do we start?” 
“To-night,” answered Flip-Flap. 

“How do we go, then?” asked Snooker. 

“I hadn’t thought of that,” said Flip-Flap, look- 
ing foolish. “I’m afraid I only did a half-think, 
after all.” 


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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


^^Never mind about thinks, let’s start,” said Don. 
^‘We’ll be sure to get there some time.” 

Drawn up on the beach were five small canoes. 

‘‘Here we arel” said the Kitten-Cat. 

“I can’t get in one of these,” the Oojah com- 
plained. 

“You can get into four of them, though,” chuckled 
Snooker. “A canoe for each foot, and one over for 
us, don’t you see?” 

It took more than an hour to launch Flip-Flap 
safely, but at last they got him afloat, one big foot 
planted in the middle of each of his four canoes. 
Then tying the fifth to his tail, they sailed out. But 
every time the Great Oojah turned his head to speak 
he almost upset his canoes. 

“This won’t do!” he declared. “I shall soon be 
wearing a twisted neck. Come in front, where I can 
talk to you.” 

So they paddled around and tied their canoe to 
his trunk. 

“I think I’ve got a cough,” said Flip-Flap, pres- 
ently. “Wait a minute while I see.” 

He sneezed and coughed so violently that their 
little canoe was upset, pitching Don and Snooker 
right out. The elephant fished them out with his 
trunk, and hung them across his back to dry. 



“This won’t; do/" he declared. “Come in front, where I can talk 

to- you.” 

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64 THE PIGMY PIRATES 


^‘I shall be glad when we get there,’’ he said. ‘‘You 
two dear things are so wet you’re giving me shivers 
and shakes. I do wish I had my pajamas. There 
are millions of colds, or measles, or something, run- 
ning all down my poor legs!” 

“It’s nothing but the drippings from our wet 
clothes,” said Snooker. 

“Well, I hope it’s nothing worse,” said the Oojah. 

Then they grew hungry and hungrier, for they 
had forgotten to bring any food. A single bulls’- 
eye Don found in his pocket was all they had to 
share. 

“My knees are growing wobblesome,” said Flip- 
Flap. “I can’t hold out much longer!” 


LEARNING HOW TO PIRATE 


Flip-Flap, Don and Snooker decide to go on a 
pirating expedition by themselves without tell- 
ing the Pigmies. They set out in five little 
canoes, four for Flip-Flap's feet and one for 
Don and Snooker. Now read on. 

4 CW "T 'TE’LL be right as rain, now,” said Don. 
1 / 1 / “Here’s the island.” 

▼ ▼ They were nearing the sandy shore, 

and Flip-Flap jumped clean out of 
his four canoes right up on to the dry land. 

“Now we’re ready to go pirating,” he said. 

“How do you begin?” Don asked. “I never learnt 
pirating at school.” 

“Fm not sure,” said the Oojah, shaking his head. 
“But I know they^have a good time and get tons and 
tons of treasure.” 

“I know,” said Snooker. “You go up to people, 
and you just say : ^Hush! Fm a Pirate.’ Then they 
give you everything you want. Sometimes they don’t 
but those times don’t count, of course.” 

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66 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


“What’s this high wall?” asked Don, coming to a 
full stop. 

“It will be a Giant’s Castle, for sure,” said Flip- 
Flap. “We’ll climb to the top, and I’ll sit on his 
chimney and smoke him out. Then, when he opens 
the door, you and Snooker can rush in and bring out 
all his bags of gold.” 

“It must be awfully high,” sighed Don. 

“It’s not half as high as the tall chimney ninety- 
nine miles high that I climbed up,” said Snooker, 
the Kitten-Cat. “Come along!” and he darted off. 

Don tried to climb after him, but fell over, bump- 
ing his head dreadfully. Then Flip-Flap tried. 

“You come along with Don on your back, and let 
me pull you up by your trunk,” said Snooker. 

“I daren’t,” said the elephant. “My dear trunk 
won’t stand pulling!” 

“Turn around, then, and come up backwards. I’ll 
pull you up by your tail.” 

Flip-Flap tried, but before he got half-way up he 
slipped and rolled down, as Don had done. 

“We’d better give it up, and wait until daylight,” 
said Don. “I’m too hungry to go pirating.” 

“And I’m too thirsty,” said the Great Oojah. 

“And I’m too sleepy,” sighed Snooker. 

So they all three curled up under the high wall, 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


67 


Flip-Flap cuddling Don with his trunk to keep him 
warm. Snooker got inside one of his big ears, away 
from the draught. 

When the sun awoke them next morning, Don 
jumped up in astonishment. 

‘‘Why, it’s not a wall!” he exclaimed. “Nor a 
Giant’s Castle, either. Great Oojah, we’ve gone all 
wrong! This is the rocky island where we left the 
Pigmies. And there’s Joanna!” 


THE MISSING TOP-HAT 


Flip-Flap, Don and Snooker go pirating on 
their own. After wandering about for some 
time, and becoming very hungry, they suddenly 
come to the island where Joanna and the rest 
of the Pigmy Pirates are stranded after the 
wreck of their ship. Now read on, 

J OANNA welcomed them back to Rocky 
Island with a cheerful quack. But Flip-Flap 
lay down and groaned. 

“I thought I was taking you to the Wonder 
Island,” he said. 

“There goes all our beautiful plans,” said the Kit- 
ten-Cat. “There’s nothing worth Snookering here.” 

“I can see my lovely striped pajamas. They’re 
using them for tents 1” cried Flip-Flap, starting up 
and hurrying away. 

Against the high rock the pajamas provided shel- 
ter for the Pigmies, who peeped out from the arms 
and legs, and hopped out of the pockets. They 
hailed the Great Oojah with delight. 

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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


69 


“What about my pajamas?” asked Flip-Flap. 
“And is there any breakfast about?” 

“Lay two more eggs, Joanna — quick!” commanded 
the Chief. 

“Two!” exclaimed Flip-Flap. “I could cat fifty!” 

“More eggs!” grumbled Joanna. “Take this 
medal, somebody. I’m tired of being a hero!” 

“It’s good to get my pajamas again,” said Flip- 
Flap. “If only I had my top-hat, too!” 

“It’s downstairs in the sea. We’ll find it for you,” 
volunteered Don. 

So he and Joanna volunteered to fish it up. They 
swam around for hours, but there was no hat to be 
seen. 

“It’s gone,” Joanna said at last. “Let’s go home.” 

Suddenly she stopped. 

“Look, there it is!” she cried, as a fat porpoise 
passed them, proudly sporting the missing top-hat. 

“We’ve called for the Great Oojah’s hat,” shouted 
Don. “Hand it over, please.” 

“Not likely!” said the porpoise. “I’m the biggest 
swell in the ocean now. Findings are keepings, don’t 
you know.” And off he gambolled with a self-satis- 
fied smile. 

“You’ll have to magic it, that’s all,” said Snooker 
when they told Flip-Flap. 


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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


^‘Oh, yes, I remember,” said the elephant. “I’ll 
soon fix him, right enough.” 

And next morning the fat porpoise was stuck fast 
in the sand with the top-hat on his head. 

^Thank you,” said Flip-Flap, at once claiming 
his treasured hat. “Now you’re here we’ll find you 
some work. iWe want a housemaid badly.” So they 
set the porpoise sweeping up the beach. 

They carried the Great Oojah off to show him 
Joanna’s nest. He put on his spectacles to read the 
big letters chalked on the cliff: 

“JOANNA’S EGG FACTORY.” 

“Ha, this is the place for me,” he laughed. “May 
we come in, my good Joanna?” 

There was no answer. They peeped in, but Joanna 
was gone. On the ground lay a single egg with three 
words scratchfid jjpDn it: “Good-by, I’m offl” 


THE GINGERBREAD PORPOISE 


Flip-Flap, Don, Snooker, and the Pigmy Pi- 
rates are stranded on Rocky Island. Joanna 
feeds them for a time by laying quantities of 
^ggsi hut suddenly she gets tired of such hard 
work, and goes away, leaving only one egg be- 
hind her. Now read on. 

W HEN the Pigmies found Joanna had de- 
serted them their spirits sank so low they 
could hardly pick them up. 

‘‘Things get worse and worse!” said 
the Chief. “There’s nothing left now but Joanna’s 
last egg.” 

“I’ll Snooker that,” said the Kitten-Cat. 

“No, no,” said Flip-Flap, putting it in his pocket. 
“We’ll save it, and see how things go.” 

“Cheerio, we’ve one egg, anyway!” cried Snooker. 
“We’ll take turns to look at that. Imagination goes 
a long way.” 

“I’ll have my look now, then,” said the Chief. 
Flip-Flap clapped his hand on his pocket and 
smash went the egg! 


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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


‘^My forgettery again!” groaned Flip-Flap. “I 
put it there for safest safety. Was there ever such a 
misfortunate old Oojah!” 

‘‘It’s never so bad but it may grow worse,” smiled 
Snooker. “I wonder what next you’ll do!” 

Flip-Flap had to go off to bed while the porpoise 
washed his pajamas. Presently the Pigmies came 
running up, their hair standing on end. 

“Great Oojah, the porpoise has stolen your paja- 
mas!” they cried. “He’s running away like light- 
ning!” 

“Whatever shall I do?” asked Flip-Flap. 

“Out with every pistol we have!” shouted the 
Chief. 

The Pirates rushed down over the rocks, and 
“Shoot-bang-fire!” went the guns. The porpoise was 
shot all over, but instead of falling he stood like a 
stone. 

“That’s odd,” said the Chief. Then he raised a 
cry: “Hooray, our guns have cooked the porpoise! 
It’s a feast fit even for the Oojahs them- 
selves.” 

“Why, he’s changed into gingerbread!” Don ex- 
claimed, and, gathering around, they had a glorious 
feast of crisp, new gingerbread. 

“There’s* something queer about our pistols late- 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


73 


ly,” said the Chief. “They never did these funny 
things before.” 

Flip-Flap rubbed his head in puzzlement. 

“I did a magic on something when you were go- 
ing on board the Caravel,” he said. “I know I did. 
But I can’t remember what.” 

“It must have been the pistols, you may depend 
upon that,” said Snooker. 

For three days they feasted on the gingerbread 
porpoise, then there was nothing left but crumbs. 

“Wasn’t it mean of Joanna to go off like that?” 
said a Pirate. “I wonder where she went.” 

Don stood up on a rock, looking out to sea. 

“What’s that sailing through the sunset?” he asked. 

“Lend me a leg of your honorable pajamas. Great 
Oojah,” said the Look-out. He peered through in- 
tently. 

“Hurrah 1” he cried. “It’s Joanna — our own 
Joanna!” 


THE TREASURE SHIP 


When Flip-Flap, Don, Snooker, and the Pigmy 
Pirates get stranded on Rocky Island after they 
lose their ship, the Curly Caravel, Joanna, the 
Duck, keeps them alive by laying quantities of 
eggs. But she gets tired, and swims away. 
After a few days the Look-out spies her coming 
back. Now read on. 


HEN the Look-out spied Joanna they all 
crowded around. 



“I should see best,” said Flip-Flap, 
“seeing they’re my pajamas,” and he 


stepped to the edge of the rock. 

“Do be careful, Oojah, dear,” called Don. 

But he was too late, for Flip-Flap had fallen over. 
They ran to help him up. 

“Oh, Hum- Jum-J arum,” he groaned. “I’m all 
bumps and bruises. Where are my legs? Snooker 
wondered what I’d do worse — I’ve done it, now!” 

“It would have been much worse if you’d lost your 
trunk again,” said Don. 

“It’s worse enough now,” moaned Flip-Flap. 
“Feel how much I’m broken, will you?” 


74 



‘‘Snooker wondered what I'd do worse — ^IVe done it now I’ 

75 




76 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


They were all so busy counting his aches and pains 
they forgot about the duck. 

“Lookey, lookeyl’’ cried Snooker. “Lookey at 
Joanna!’’ 

Swimming towards them through the sunset glow 
came the white duck, trailing behind her ropes of 
glittering pearls and diamonds. 

^^Such news I’ve got!” shouted Joanna. 

^Tie upon you, Joanna!” exclaimed Snooker. 
‘‘Leaving us to starve while you go pirating. No 
respectable duck would do such a thing.” 

“Who did all the laziness, while I did all the 
work?” the duck enquired, smartly. 

“Why, you’ve lost your tail!” cried Don, 

“My poor Joanna, where have you left your tail?” 
asked Flip-Flap, anxiously. 

“And where did you get your pearls and dia- 
monds?” asked the Pirates. 

“I paid my tail for a shipload of treasure,” replied 
Joanna. “When the Great Oojah arrived, I made 
up my mind to take a holiday. I knew he could 
magic food for you.” 

“Well, I declare! I forgot that!” interrupted 
Flip-Flap. 

“I was so weary I sailed away fast asleep,” Joanna 
went on, “A singing shrimp woke me up, and told 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


77 


me all the seavening news. Old Lady Lobster 
couldn’t get a feather for her new spring bonnet, and 
she vowed she’d sell the secret of the seas to any one 
who would tell her where to get some. So off I 
went to Lobster House, and I paid Her Ladyship 
every feather in my tail to get the secret. They’d 
have all dropped out next week, when I start moult- 
ing, an3rway. 

^‘And she told me how the Sea Imps had robbed 
the oysters of their pearls, and were loading a ship 
with treasure in the middle seas. I hurried away, 
and at last found our own Curly Caravel Ship, the 
sails pearled all over, and the decks covered with 
diamonds spread out to dry.” 

‘Three cheers for Joanna, the Pirates’ Duck!” 
shouted the Pigmies. “But how shall we get our 
Curly Caravel back?” 


HOME TO PIGMIE 


Joanna the Duck returns to Rocky Island, 
ivhcre Don, Flip-Flap, and the Pigmy Pirates 
are stranded, with the news that their ship is 
safe, and laden with treasure. Now read on. 


L eaving Rocky island that night in the 
four little canoes, Flip-Flap worked a magic 
and they all reached the Curly Caravel by 
sunrise, Joanna leading the way. 

“Why, the ship is on fire!” cried Don. 

“It’s only the sun smiling at the pearls and dia- 
monds,” Joanna chuckled. “Have you never seen 
the sun laugh before?” 

“Ah, here’s something indeed worth a magic,” said 
Flip-Flap. “Shut your eyes and hold tight!” 

So the Great Oojah worked his magic once more, 
and the voyage home to Pigmie was made in quick 
safety. 

When the Pigmies saw the Curly Caravel riding 
over the waves they went wild with joy, and General 
Rejoicings hurried from his Gilt-edged Palace. 

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THE PIGMY PIRATES 


79 


“Get out all the best kettles, the saucepans and fry- 
ing-pans,” he commanded. “We’ll welcome them 
with the finest Tin Band they ever heard!” 

They danced down to the shore playing the love- 
liest music any Tin Kettle Band ever played in its 
life. 

Flip-Flap did a big think, 

“Everybody likes surprises,” he said. “Fll make 
the Pigmies a present of the biggest surprise they 
ever had. I’ll make the diamonds and pearls so big 
they’ll sparkle like fireworks.” 

But instead of growing bigger and bigger, they 
turned into bursting crackers, and the Pigmies saw 
the ship suddenly spurting out thousands of fizzling 
little fires. Quickly they jumped into their tin ket- 
tles and saucepans for protection. 

“Oh, lovey-lovekins 1 What have I done now?” 
Flip-Flap exclaimed. 

“You’ve done the magic inside-out, I should 
think,” said Snooker. 

“We’ll be crackered to bits!” said the Oojah. “I’ll 
turn the magic outside-in again. Wait while I hold 
my breath.” And in a moment the mischief was 
undone. 

The Pigmies came out of their saucepans, and 
climbed aboard the wonderful ship. 


8o 


THE PIGMY PIRATES 


“No more work for me!” cried Joanna. “I’ll 
live like a lady for the rest of my life.” 

“And no more accidents for me,” sighed Flip- 
Flap. “I’ve had enough lately to stock an infirm- 
ary.” 

“Fortunate us, to have such great Oojahs,” said 
the General. “They’ve brought enough wealth to 
last us for ever and ever. As for Joanna, she shall 
have a medal from every one of us.” 

“And serve her right!” chuckled Snooker. 

“Our little Kitten-Cat shall have plenty of 
cream,” said Don, “for we’ve everything we want. 
Now we’ll begin to enjoy ourselves and everybody 
else, and we’ll none of us ever go pirating any more.’^ 


THE TWILIGHT SERIES FOR LITTLE FOLKS 

1. Flip-Flap, the Great Oojah 5. Flip-Flap’s Wonder-Man 

2. The Pigmy Pirates 6. Brother Wangle 

3. Dear Uncle Oojah 7. The Outcasts of Oojahland 

4. The Children of Funbeam 8. Flip-Flap and Lady Eliza 

Other titles to follow 
By FLO LANCASTER 

Illustrations by the Famous English Artist 
THOMAS MAYBANK 


Each volume illustrated in color and in black and white. Cover and 
wrapper in color. 


Published by 

THE JAMES A. McCANN COMPANY 

188-192 West 4th Street New York 


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